Like I promised, here is Chapter 2… It's barely Monday where I live. Haha. I told you guys I would put it up on Monday, right? Well, here it is. Hope you all like it. This is honestly my least favorite chapter. I hate it. But anyway, hope you all like.
Kendall ran. From who? He wasn't sure. Where he was going, only his legs knew. He let them guide him through the maze that was this new place he found himself in. He didn't know why he was running; all he knew was that someone was running right behind him, their breath practically burning into the back of his neck. The problem was that he couldn't see who or what was chasing him. All he managed to see when he looked back were two red eyes. Two red eyes lighting up this dark.
He was confused. But then again, who wouldn't be? He hated being confused; all he wanted was to be back home in the safety of the walls of Apartment 2J. Back with his best friends. But no, he had to be in a foggy world where someone or something was chasing him, giving him no time to stop and take a breath. But what surprised Kendall the most was that he wasn't tired. Not even a bit. This scared him to no end.
His feet suddenly slipped from right below him, and the blond found himself falling, his arms outstretched in front of him to prevent the fall. When he did fall to the rough ground, he was again surprised, but this time it was because he didn't feel a thing. When he fell, it didn't hurt. Not one bit.
Kendall was lost deep in thought, until a giant shadow loomed over him. He brought his hand up to his face and covered his eyes from the flashing red eyes that belonged to the thing that had been chasing him. A tiny squeak escaped Kendall's lips as he realized that the thing was transforming right in front of his eyes. Legs sprouted from underneath its shapeless body, followed by arms, a body, and finally a head. This time it was too much for him to handle. Kendall let one loud, blood-curling scream escape from somewhere deep in his throat, for the thing or rather person standing before him was none other than his best friend, Logan Mitchell.
"L-Logan?" Kendall rasped out, a fearful look invading his light green eyes. Logan didn't respond, instead, he pulled out something from inside his pants pocket and pointed it towards the blond. Kendall gasped at taking notice of the object Logan was holding. In his hand Logan held a knife with blood dripping from the very tip. Slowly, Logan raised the knife in the air, aiming it right at Kendall's chest, and then-
"Ahhhh!" Kendall sat up in the couch, sweat dripping down his face. He whimpered and shook with fright as he rocked back and forth in the little space he had. James was beside him, eyes now wide open. He wrapped his arms around the younger boy, causing him to let out one more scream.
"Hey! Shh, be quiet, buddy. What's wrong?" James asked. He tightened his grip on the younger boy and held him close. Kendall squirmed for a bit, thinking he was still dreaming, but of course, James didn't let go. Eventually, Kendall stopped thrashing and just sat there with his head leaning against James' chest. The sound of James' heart managed to keep the blond calm and quiet, well, at least for the time being. It wasn't long before the smaller boy started shaking with sobs.
"Hey, Kenny, what happened?" James whispered with worry as he stroked Kendall's bangs away from his face. He could easily feel the heat radiating from Kendall's skin.
"Logan's a monster!" Kendall cried out in between a sob. He unburied his face from James' shirt and looked up to meet the other boy's hazel colored eyes. "He tried to kill me, James. He... he had a knife with b-b-blood dripping from it."
"Oh, Kenny." James easily lifted Kendall up from the couch and headed to the bedroom he shared with Logan. When Kendall saw where he was taking him, he squirmed and yelled, trying desperately to slip away from James' arms. "Kendall, calm down. Logan is not a bloody monster. He is not going to hurt you," James whispered when he caught the terrified look swimming in Kendall's light green eyes.
"You promise?" Kendall asked, his voice barely above a whisper. James nodded as he slowly opened the door to Kendall and Logan's room while trying to keep Kendall settled in his arms. The blond teenager hid his face in the crook of James' neck as they slowly made their way to Kendall's bed. Logan was fast asleep, soft snores escaping his lips.
"See? I told you, Logan is as harmless as a puppy." James smiled as he helped Kendall onto his bed. The younger boy turned to look at Logan, his eyes open wide in alarm. "Buddy, you need to calm down. I thought Kendall Knight was fearless." A giant grin spread on James' face.
"James, no one is fearless in this world," Kendall stated.
"Oh yeah? Then, what are you afraid of?" James questioned the frightened teen.
Kendall bit his lip and looked away from James. "I… I'm afraid that my best friend might be a psycho monster who is trying to kill me with a bloody knife!" Kendall shouted. The words had just escaped his lips when Logan turned to his side, his eyes fluttering open.
"Guys?" The sleepy boy looked around the room in confusion. "What in the world is going on?"
"Oh nothing, Kendall is just freaking out because he thinks you're gonna turn into a vicious monster that is supposedly going to stab him with a bloody knife," James answered.
Logan sat up in bed and turned on the lamp sitting on the nightstand. He stretched his arms out like a cat before walking over to Kendall's bed and sitting beside him, on the side opposite to James. "Why would you think that?" he asked, worry clouding his eyes. He laid a hand on Kendall's shoulder and gave it a gentle squeeze. When the younger boy let out a tiny whimper, he looked up, his eyes wide with concern. "Kendall, are you okay?"
"N-no." Kendall shook his head. The sick and feverish boy whimpered in pain. "Everything hurts."
Logan turned to James, as if expecting an explanation. "He has a fever, Logan. He's sick. He threw up a while ago," the brunette said in a whisper. Logan wrapped his arms around Kendall and brought him close.
"Shh, it's okay, Kenny. Fevers tend to make you all sore and achy, but you'll be fine, bud," Logan cooed as he held Kendall in his arms.
"I want it to stop hurting," Kendall whimpered. He curled up into a little ball and snuggled up against Logan's smaller form while James rubbed circles on his back.
"It will, buddy. Just try to get some more rest, okay, Ken?" Kendall nodded. Logan and James helped Kendall onto his bed and then they tucked him in with a blanket.
"Goodnight, buddy," James said as he smiled down at the tired boy. He gave Kendall's shoulder a light squeeze, and then walked out of the room.
"You think you'll be okay, buddy?" Logan asked. He took a seat beside Kendall on the bed once again and placed his hand on Kendall's sweaty forehead. Kendall nodded, even though he felt icky and hurt from both the inside and out.
"I'll be fine, Logie."
Logan smiled. He grabbed Kendall's favorite black and red beanie from their closet and placed it on the younger boy's head. "Go to sleep, okay? It's almost morning," Logan said. He stared out the window, where surely the sun was just rising. "But you can sleep all you want…" Logan couldn't help the smile that erupted on his face when he noticed that Kendall was now fast asleep with his beanie on.
"Sweet dreams, little buddy," Logan whispered as he ruffled Kendall's shaggy blond hair. He made sure that Kendall was comfortable and at peace before leaving the room to leave his little brother to sleep in peace.
Guys, I'm sleepy. I'm gonna hit the hay now… Thanks for the reviews on the last chapter, even though I said to not review. Lol. I really appreciate that you're all still sticking through with me. I also put "Falling Angel" back up. Just lettin' you all know. Thank you for reading. Have a great Big Time Monday! I'm excited. Now, goodnight. Zzzzzz…
~ BigTimeRush-BTR :)